Focused on the act
sit back and complain about lack.
A man with an attitude like a thumbtack.
No confession, no change.
Headed down a rabbit hole for the mentally deranged.
Met this one before, it never takes long before he
walks around sore.
A man easily offended over the littlest of things, he hides his truth--sometimes sings.
I questioned the Jesus he claimed to know,
the wayward believer was in a boat he didn't want to help row.
Jesus was to act on his command,
despite the fact the man could prevent sinking in quicksand.
But he didn't want to take Jesus by the hand.
There is no confession, no apology, no newness
only business...money, money that is the name of his game.
Juvenile excuses for not reading the Bible, trusting in God--they were lame.
He appreciates moments where he gets his five minutes of fame.
Lust women, shake hands with men, looks for someone to condone his sins.
Attention seek, the man acts as if he is not weak.
God provided the discerning with an information leak.
No confession, no change.
Headed down a rabbit hole for the mentally deranged.
Met this one before, it never takes long before he
walks around sore.
Nicholl McGuire
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Sunday
Rock Hard Soul
Rock hard,
big, small,
oval shaped, square, flat
brick, stones.
Foundations set in stone.
Life goals set the tone.
Millions, billions,
trillions...
Saw people as stones,
talking on phones.
Wishing to be anywhere but here,
tried to stay clear.
No eye contact,
trying to keep a stone heart
intact.
No love coming in,
sin stacked like rocks,
a Holy God they mock!
Tick tock, tick tock...
it's almost 3 o'clock.
Satan's minions at work,
got fools doing the twerk!
Tick tock, tick tock...
it's time for another shock!
No leaning on The Rock
when men watch the rock!
Big, flat television screens,
centuries old deities receive paeans!
Problems everywhere, like stones everywhere--
can't count them no more than scalp hair!
What on earth can the Christian do?
When like stones, he or she sits in view--
immobile, decorated, dirty, cracked,
shard with emotions hard.
Nicholl McGuire
big, small,
oval shaped, square, flat
brick, stones.
Foundations set in stone.
Life goals set the tone.
Millions, billions,
trillions...
Saw people as stones,
talking on phones.
Wishing to be anywhere but here,
tried to stay clear.
No eye contact,
trying to keep a stone heart
intact.
No love coming in,
sin stacked like rocks,
a Holy God they mock!
Tick tock, tick tock...
it's almost 3 o'clock.
Satan's minions at work,
got fools doing the twerk!
Tick tock, tick tock...
it's time for another shock!
No leaning on The Rock
when men watch the rock!
Big, flat television screens,
centuries old deities receive paeans!
Problems everywhere, like stones everywhere--
can't count them no more than scalp hair!
What on earth can the Christian do?
When like stones, he or she sits in view--
immobile, decorated, dirty, cracked,
shard with emotions hard.
Nicholl McGuire
Thursday
Missed Out
Warning,
they told him what to do.
Warning,
yet he would still be untrue.
God had taken him by the hand,
showed him what he could have given him,
a prosperous land.
But the man couldn't hold his head up,
all he could do was look at the empty cup.
For he remembered what he had done,
and how he ignored God's Holy Son.
When things were good, he bragged about self,
while he made a wish and rubbed the head of an elf.
Thought he had everything figured out,
went to church and gave a shout.
But old him had showed up at home,
the name "Pride" was written on his dome.
Opted out of praying, preferred to stick
to old sayings.
Didn't want to get too close
to the seers, despite having so many fears.
Wasted much money, days weren't sunny.
Tried to get laughs from shows that weren't funny.
No matter how much he lied, his Spirit just cried,
what little joy left within had been gobbled up by sin.
He missed out on blessings from everywhere,
distracted by nude women with long, blonde hair.
Thought he could do things his own way,
thought he had plenty of time to pray.
But there was a hell waiting for the Mister,
it had already claimed his fellow Sister.
Assumed that one was okay with the Lord,
but he had forgot about God's deadly sword.
A Holy Father's truth cuts, whips your butt,
and the next thing you know you're sitting
in a rut--trying to crawl free, people around see,
but all they say is, "So glad that's not me."
Nicholl McGuire
they told him what to do.
Warning,
yet he would still be untrue.
God had taken him by the hand,
showed him what he could have given him,
a prosperous land.
But the man couldn't hold his head up,
all he could do was look at the empty cup.
For he remembered what he had done,
and how he ignored God's Holy Son.
When things were good, he bragged about self,
while he made a wish and rubbed the head of an elf.
Thought he had everything figured out,
went to church and gave a shout.
But old him had showed up at home,
the name "Pride" was written on his dome.
Opted out of praying, preferred to stick
to old sayings.
Didn't want to get too close
to the seers, despite having so many fears.
Wasted much money, days weren't sunny.
Tried to get laughs from shows that weren't funny.
No matter how much he lied, his Spirit just cried,
what little joy left within had been gobbled up by sin.
He missed out on blessings from everywhere,
distracted by nude women with long, blonde hair.
Thought he could do things his own way,
thought he had plenty of time to pray.
But there was a hell waiting for the Mister,
it had already claimed his fellow Sister.
Assumed that one was okay with the Lord,
but he had forgot about God's deadly sword.
A Holy Father's truth cuts, whips your butt,
and the next thing you know you're sitting
in a rut--trying to crawl free, people around see,
but all they say is, "So glad that's not me."
Nicholl McGuire
He Doesn't Know His Role
Walking around without a care,
does nothing more than stare.
Came to me one day with much to say,
I just couldn't pray.
You see, people sometimes are up to no good,
so they run to another 'hood.
Hoping things will get better,
while avoiding God's love letter.
God uses people around us to expose lies,
and tell of those who like to compromise.
An enemy yesterday, a friend today,
now he wants to talk, to pray.
When feeling down low,
some will play up the show.
"Woe is me, look at me,
can't you see, what happened to me?"
But what were the events that led up
to the Spirit's man's cries, and how many more
covert lies?
In search of a different role, it begins to take it's toll.
Trying hard to come out a winner,
but the reality is man is just a sinner.
Nicholl McGuire author of When Mothers Cry, see blog here. Listen to her recite poetry on this site.
does nothing more than stare.
Came to me one day with much to say,
I just couldn't pray.
You see, people sometimes are up to no good,
so they run to another 'hood.
Hoping things will get better,
while avoiding God's love letter.
God uses people around us to expose lies,
and tell of those who like to compromise.
An enemy yesterday, a friend today,
now he wants to talk, to pray.
When feeling down low,
some will play up the show.
"Woe is me, look at me,
can't you see, what happened to me?"
But what were the events that led up
to the Spirit's man's cries, and how many more
covert lies?
In search of a different role, it begins to take it's toll.
Trying hard to come out a winner,
but the reality is man is just a sinner.
Nicholl McGuire author of When Mothers Cry, see blog here. Listen to her recite poetry on this site.
Thursday
The Has-Been Christian: Once a Soldier for God, Not No More
How do you talk to a Christian that thinks he or she is good with God? How do you tell this person that he or she has not been doing much these days that exemplify the character of Christ? Could this person be plagued with a spirit that keeps telling them, "You are okay." Is this person in the early stages toward having a reprobate mind?
There are many has-been Christians. The type of people who lived victoriously at one time in their lives. They walked around with an anointing. They witnessed to the lost. They may have sung in the choir, attended bible studies, and taught fellow believers at one time, but now? They are like one-hit wonder celebrities, has-beens, the kind of people who use to be great.
These, in my experience, are the hardest people to talk to. Years ago, I wanted to know what position in God's church am I supposed to play when it comes to witnessing about Jesus. The Lord told me, "You are to remind the back-slidden Christian to come back home." I started doing that in 1997 when I printed and distributed a newsletter in Pittsburgh Pa and then later in Cleveland Oh for a season. Then I too, became like the has-been, I reveled in the past victories, while God asked, "What have you done for me lately?"
The has-been already has some understanding when it comes to the Holy Bible. He or she is not ignorant of the witnessing process. He or she knows to go to church. This person doesn't mind telling you that either. Has-beens believe once saved always saved, yet they don't realize that they too, like the world, have monkies ie.) demonic spirits on their backs. These demons they invited into their mindsets when they decided to partake in worldly experiences. They are like the man who gets ready for work, he bathes and grooms himself only to go to his physically intensive job to get dirty again. How can a man call himself clean when he has been engaging with other dirty people in a dirty world?
Just like one who has once been lost in the world, now has a desire to serve God, the has-been must fall back in love with God. So how does he or she do it? By going to God with a repentant heart, not only praying, but allowing the time to listen to God as well. The has-been must get back to study. Go to bible passages as the Lord leads until he or she is under the direction of someone more knowledgeable. This person must admit before a congregation that he or she has back slid by taking that walk back down the aisle again like he or she did years back. Therefore, witnesses will welcome him or her with love as well as hold the brother or sister accountable to his or her re-dedication to the Lord. Members of the church will also need to pray for the backslider. The has-been Christian most likely will have some "stuff" on him or her from years of dabbling with the world's pleasures. Examples of that stuff include: entertainment that glorify sinful behavior, having sexual relationships outside of marriage, cussing, lying, and cheating others and groups out of time and money, and much, much more!
Unless you or I can admit that we have all been there, are still there, or are on our way to going there (meaning distancing ourselves from God,) we will one day look up, and be like the has-been still naming and claiming like we still have it together with God. Still praying like God is listening. Still sinning while falsely assuming we are good. Still praising the Lord while cussing people out. Still acting like a heathen while thinking we are a saint. The Bible has a name for people like this, "Fool."
Nicholl McGuire
There are many has-been Christians. The type of people who lived victoriously at one time in their lives. They walked around with an anointing. They witnessed to the lost. They may have sung in the choir, attended bible studies, and taught fellow believers at one time, but now? They are like one-hit wonder celebrities, has-beens, the kind of people who use to be great.
These, in my experience, are the hardest people to talk to. Years ago, I wanted to know what position in God's church am I supposed to play when it comes to witnessing about Jesus. The Lord told me, "You are to remind the back-slidden Christian to come back home." I started doing that in 1997 when I printed and distributed a newsletter in Pittsburgh Pa and then later in Cleveland Oh for a season. Then I too, became like the has-been, I reveled in the past victories, while God asked, "What have you done for me lately?"
The has-been already has some understanding when it comes to the Holy Bible. He or she is not ignorant of the witnessing process. He or she knows to go to church. This person doesn't mind telling you that either. Has-beens believe once saved always saved, yet they don't realize that they too, like the world, have monkies ie.) demonic spirits on their backs. These demons they invited into their mindsets when they decided to partake in worldly experiences. They are like the man who gets ready for work, he bathes and grooms himself only to go to his physically intensive job to get dirty again. How can a man call himself clean when he has been engaging with other dirty people in a dirty world?
Just like one who has once been lost in the world, now has a desire to serve God, the has-been must fall back in love with God. So how does he or she do it? By going to God with a repentant heart, not only praying, but allowing the time to listen to God as well. The has-been must get back to study. Go to bible passages as the Lord leads until he or she is under the direction of someone more knowledgeable. This person must admit before a congregation that he or she has back slid by taking that walk back down the aisle again like he or she did years back. Therefore, witnesses will welcome him or her with love as well as hold the brother or sister accountable to his or her re-dedication to the Lord. Members of the church will also need to pray for the backslider. The has-been Christian most likely will have some "stuff" on him or her from years of dabbling with the world's pleasures. Examples of that stuff include: entertainment that glorify sinful behavior, having sexual relationships outside of marriage, cussing, lying, and cheating others and groups out of time and money, and much, much more!
Unless you or I can admit that we have all been there, are still there, or are on our way to going there (meaning distancing ourselves from God,) we will one day look up, and be like the has-been still naming and claiming like we still have it together with God. Still praying like God is listening. Still sinning while falsely assuming we are good. Still praising the Lord while cussing people out. Still acting like a heathen while thinking we are a saint. The Bible has a name for people like this, "Fool."
Nicholl McGuire
Friday
After All is Said and Done
The angel spoke...
God knew what you were going through
but he decided to turn his back away from you.
You knew what God represented
but you decided to walk away.
Common sense questioned,
What did you expect?
God knew what you were going through
but he decided to turn his back away from you.
You knew what God represented
but you decided to walk away.
Common sense questioned,
What did you expect?
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